The chaplet, poems, partly original and partly selected1805 |
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... truth Or ever lov'd a lovlier youth . In fear they fled across the plain , The father's wrath , the captive's chain ; In hope to Murcia on they flee , To peace , and love , and liberty . And now they reach the mountain's height , And ...
... truth Or ever lov'd a lovlier youth . In fear they fled across the plain , The father's wrath , the captive's chain ; In hope to Murcia on they flee , To peace , and love , and liberty . And now they reach the mountain's height , And ...
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... truth , I clasp'd the constant fair ; To her alone I GAVE my youth , And vow my future care . And when this vow shall faithless prove , Or I those charms forego , The stream that saw our tender love , That stream shall cease to flow ...
... truth , I clasp'd the constant fair ; To her alone I GAVE my youth , And vow my future care . And when this vow shall faithless prove , Or I those charms forego , The stream that saw our tender love , That stream shall cease to flow ...
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... truth No time shall disengage , Those blessings of our early youth Shall cheer our latest age : While innocence without disguise , And constancy sincere , Shall fill the circles of those eyes , And mine can read them there ; Those ills ...
... truth No time shall disengage , Those blessings of our early youth Shall cheer our latest age : While innocence without disguise , And constancy sincere , Shall fill the circles of those eyes , And mine can read them there ; Those ills ...
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... to repair a ring . Could take thy life away . Drive av'rice from your breast's ye fair , Monster of foulest mien : Ye would not let it harbour there , Could but its form be seen , It made a virgin put on guile , Truth's image 30.
... to repair a ring . Could take thy life away . Drive av'rice from your breast's ye fair , Monster of foulest mien : Ye would not let it harbour there , Could but its form be seen , It made a virgin put on guile , Truth's image 30.
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Chaplet. It made a virgin put on guile , Truth's image break her word , A Lucia's face forbear to smile , A Venus kill her bird . THE OLD SHEPHERD'S DOG . The old shepherd's dog , like his master was gray , His teeth all departed , and ...
Chaplet. It made a virgin put on guile , Truth's image break her word , A Lucia's face forbear to smile , A Venus kill her bird . THE OLD SHEPHERD'S DOG . The old shepherd's dog , like his master was gray , His teeth all departed , and ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
art thou beams beauty Beauty's beneath blast bless blest blush bosom bower breast breath bright brow charms cheek clasp'd cotton grass Croesus dear death delight despair dread drest dwell ev'ry Fanny blooming fair fate fear feel flow flowers fond form'd gale gentle glow grace grave grief hand happy hard fate hast hear heart Heav'n hope hour lady lips lov'd lyre maid Mary morn ne'er night nymph o'er pain pale pang passions peace Pity poor pow'r praise pride rage rais'd rapture rest rise round shade sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul spring swain sweet sweet sensation swell tear tempests tender thee thine thou thro trembling Twas vale virgin's first love virtue voice vows waves wild wild passion willow wind winding sheet wing youth
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Страница 18 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun,' Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry...
Страница 16 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.
Страница 176 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary!
Страница 14 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Страница 87 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She call'd on Echo still, through all the song: And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close, And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Страница 19 - Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy ; But in the Nile's proud fight he died, And I am now an orphan boy. " Poor foolish child, how pleased was I, When news of Nelson's victory came, Along the crowded streets to fly, And...
Страница 163 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge, And sheds the freshening dew, and, lovelier still, The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Страница 40 - Then holding the spectacles up to the court — Your lordship observes they are made with a straddle As wide as the ridge of the Nose is ; in short, Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle.
Страница 176 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more; My Mary! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, My Mary!
Страница 17 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.